I dream in grayscale, under flickering lights, Neon confessionals on weeknight flights. The city hums soft like a prayer I forgot, Acode in the static, a ghost in the plot. Your voice was a glitch in the vinyl of June, Aloop of goodbye under silicon moons. You kissed me like data-cold, infinite, deep, Then vanished like secrets machines never keep. I danced through the firewalls, barefoot and blind, Chasing a love that was lost in the lines. Heartbreak in code, romance in decay, He said, "You're the future," then faded away. NowIwearmymascara like a mourning veil, Watch lovers in pixels, each doomed fairytale. Silent algorithms sing sweet in my ear- "He never existed. He was never here."
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